<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8653110903931254222</id><updated>2012-02-15T23:31:44.551-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I am a Daughter of God</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darcindaveforever.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8653110903931254222/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darcindaveforever.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Darci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13668497310654782722</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>20</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8653110903931254222.post-963323756264526798</id><published>2011-01-31T11:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-31T11:21:25.694-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A miracle of Forgiveness</title><content type='html'>Yesterday in church the topic was Repentance.  It was a great sunday full of good thoughts and special witnesses of the power of the Atonement. &lt;br /&gt;In the combined Priesthood and Relief Society I have never felt such power and strength coming from someone who knows so much about the miracle of forgiveness. It helped me remember that I can to be forgiven for all that I do.  &lt;br /&gt;“Forgiveness is freeing up and putting to better use the energy once consumed by holding grudges, harboring resentments, and nursing unhealed wounds. It is rediscovering the strengths we always had and relocating our limitless capacity to understand and accept other people and ourselves.” James E. Faust&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8653110903931254222-963323756264526798?l=darcindaveforever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darcindaveforever.blogspot.com/feeds/963323756264526798/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://darcindaveforever.blogspot.com/2011/01/miracle-of-forgiveness.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8653110903931254222/posts/default/963323756264526798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8653110903931254222/posts/default/963323756264526798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darcindaveforever.blogspot.com/2011/01/miracle-of-forgiveness.html' title='A miracle of Forgiveness'/><author><name>Darci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13668497310654782722</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8653110903931254222.post-9219708704152262577</id><published>2010-01-21T10:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-21T10:07:20.317-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I am thankful for the rain</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e8IDu5LtcC4/S1iX0QyCLLI/AAAAAAAAApA/bnH6oN3CrzA/s1600-h/grandma+roses.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e8IDu5LtcC4/S1iX0QyCLLI/AAAAAAAAApA/bnH6oN3CrzA/s400/grandma+roses.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429256274908949682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love the rain.  I love the days that it rains in the desert.  I should move to Seattle because I love it so much.  I also love yellow roses with red tips.  My mom and dad have me buy flowers for my grandma on her birthday from them and I always get my favorite.  I love hotair balloons in the winter here in Southern Utah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8653110903931254222-9219708704152262577?l=darcindaveforever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darcindaveforever.blogspot.com/feeds/9219708704152262577/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://darcindaveforever.blogspot.com/2010/01/i-am-thankful-for-rain.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8653110903931254222/posts/default/9219708704152262577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8653110903931254222/posts/default/9219708704152262577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darcindaveforever.blogspot.com/2010/01/i-am-thankful-for-rain.html' title='I am thankful for the rain'/><author><name>Darci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13668497310654782722</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e8IDu5LtcC4/S1iX0QyCLLI/AAAAAAAAApA/bnH6oN3CrzA/s72-c/grandma+roses.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8653110903931254222.post-4812907229023892631</id><published>2009-12-29T10:33:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-29T10:40:49.925-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Alot of soul searching</title><content type='html'>The analogy is of a soul—a human soul, with all of its splendor—being placed in a beautifully carved but very tightly locked box. Reigning in majesty and illuminating our soul in this innermost box is our Lord and our Redeemer, Jesus Christ, the living Son of the living God. This box is then placed—and locked—inside another, larger one, and so on until five beautifully carved but very securely locked boxes await the woman who is skillful and wise enough to open them. In order for her to have free communication with the Lord, she must find the key to and unlock the contents of these boxes. Success will then reveal to her the beauty and divinity of her own soul and her gifts and her grace as a daughter of God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For me, prayer is the key to the first box. We kneel to ask help for our tasks and then arise to find that the first lock is now open. But this ought not to seem just a convenient and contrived miracle, for if we are to search for real light and eternal certainties, we have to pray as the ancients prayed. We are women now, not children, and we are expected to pray with maturity. The words most often used to describe urgent, prayerful labor are wrestle, plead, cry, and hunger. In some sense, prayer may be the hardest work we ever will engage in, and perhaps it should be. It is pivotal protection against becoming so involved with worldly possessions and honors and status that we no longer desire to undertake the search for our soul.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Patricia T. Holland&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8653110903931254222-4812907229023892631?l=darcindaveforever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darcindaveforever.blogspot.com/feeds/4812907229023892631/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://darcindaveforever.blogspot.com/2009/12/alot-of-soul-searching.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8653110903931254222/posts/default/4812907229023892631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8653110903931254222/posts/default/4812907229023892631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darcindaveforever.blogspot.com/2009/12/alot-of-soul-searching.html' title='Alot of soul searching'/><author><name>Darci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13668497310654782722</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8653110903931254222.post-735780232308795228</id><published>2009-12-22T21:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-22T21:10:20.819-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Thank you to a person who has committed their time and energy to help others get by. To give the people a chance to heal and give wisdom and let the people vent and cry and not judge them as they do so.  Thank you for making room when their time is packed with others. Thank you, you know who you are.... And yes you are good, I wish there was more like you to help those like me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8653110903931254222-735780232308795228?l=darcindaveforever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darcindaveforever.blogspot.com/feeds/735780232308795228/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://darcindaveforever.blogspot.com/2009/12/thank-you-to-person-who-has-committed.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8653110903931254222/posts/default/735780232308795228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8653110903931254222/posts/default/735780232308795228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darcindaveforever.blogspot.com/2009/12/thank-you-to-person-who-has-committed.html' title=''/><author><name>Darci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13668497310654782722</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8653110903931254222.post-5524244463805822617</id><published>2009-12-21T17:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-21T17:28:32.362-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hymn 130</title><content type='html'>Be thou Humble in they weakness&lt;br /&gt;and the Lord thy God shall lead thee&lt;br /&gt;Shall lead thee by the hand &lt;br /&gt;and give thee answer to thy prayers&lt;br /&gt;Be thou humble inthy pleading&lt;br /&gt;and the Lord thy God shall bless thee&lt;br /&gt;Shall bless thee with a sweet and calm&lt;br /&gt;assurance that he cares.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be thou humble in thy calling &lt;br /&gt;and the Lord thy God shall touch thee&lt;br /&gt;To serve his children gladly&lt;br /&gt;with a pure and gentle love&lt;br /&gt;Be thou humble in thy longing&lt;br /&gt;and the Lord thy God shall take thee&lt;br /&gt;Shall take thee home at last to&lt;br /&gt;ever dwell with him above.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8653110903931254222-5524244463805822617?l=darcindaveforever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darcindaveforever.blogspot.com/feeds/5524244463805822617/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://darcindaveforever.blogspot.com/2009/12/hymn-130.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8653110903931254222/posts/default/5524244463805822617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8653110903931254222/posts/default/5524244463805822617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darcindaveforever.blogspot.com/2009/12/hymn-130.html' title='Hymn 130'/><author><name>Darci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13668497310654782722</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8653110903931254222.post-4488971770550751394</id><published>2009-12-12T10:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-12T10:29:39.408-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Prayer is a defense against temptation. It is through earnest and heartfelt prayer that we can receive the needed blessings and the support required to make our way in this sometimes difficult and challenging journey we call mortality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;–President Thomas S. Monson&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was talking to my sister last night and one thing that she stressed was that I need to make sure that as a family we are reading our scriptures and praying but not only that but reading and praying on my own.  It is the things that are so simple that we forget to do.  I am grateful for that little reminder.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8653110903931254222-4488971770550751394?l=darcindaveforever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darcindaveforever.blogspot.com/feeds/4488971770550751394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://darcindaveforever.blogspot.com/2009/12/prayer-is-defense-against-temptation.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8653110903931254222/posts/default/4488971770550751394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8653110903931254222/posts/default/4488971770550751394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darcindaveforever.blogspot.com/2009/12/prayer-is-defense-against-temptation.html' title=''/><author><name>Darci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13668497310654782722</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8653110903931254222.post-335114385532088939</id><published>2009-12-03T21:18:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-03T21:18:35.735-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>In order to do our part as women under the Lord's plan, we must stand strong and immovable in faith, strong and immovable in family, and strong and immovable in relief.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;–Julie B. Beck&lt;br /&gt;Relief Society General President&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8653110903931254222-335114385532088939?l=darcindaveforever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darcindaveforever.blogspot.com/feeds/335114385532088939/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://darcindaveforever.blogspot.com/2009/12/in-order-to-do-our-part-as-women-under.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8653110903931254222/posts/default/335114385532088939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8653110903931254222/posts/default/335114385532088939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darcindaveforever.blogspot.com/2009/12/in-order-to-do-our-part-as-women-under.html' title=''/><author><name>Darci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13668497310654782722</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8653110903931254222.post-4549954353843612388</id><published>2009-11-27T10:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-27T10:22:23.456-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A good quote I heard in American Lit class</title><content type='html'>Don't be afraid of contradicting yourself!!  You might say, or hear something better tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;Dr. Bywaters class....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also thought to remind myself that things will be better from here on out.  Be stron Darci do your school work, take care of the home, and your family and all will work out.  Be strong in the church and do your duties, serve and listen.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8653110903931254222-4549954353843612388?l=darcindaveforever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darcindaveforever.blogspot.com/feeds/4549954353843612388/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://darcindaveforever.blogspot.com/2009/11/good-quote-i-heard-in-american-lit.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8653110903931254222/posts/default/4549954353843612388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8653110903931254222/posts/default/4549954353843612388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darcindaveforever.blogspot.com/2009/11/good-quote-i-heard-in-american-lit.html' title='A good quote I heard in American Lit class'/><author><name>Darci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13668497310654782722</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8653110903931254222.post-7878952719229016781</id><published>2009-11-20T16:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-20T16:21:31.859-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Even though I do things wrong</title><content type='html'>I can go back and make it better...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8653110903931254222-7878952719229016781?l=darcindaveforever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darcindaveforever.blogspot.com/feeds/7878952719229016781/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://darcindaveforever.blogspot.com/2009/11/even-though-i-do-things-wrong.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8653110903931254222/posts/default/7878952719229016781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8653110903931254222/posts/default/7878952719229016781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darcindaveforever.blogspot.com/2009/11/even-though-i-do-things-wrong.html' title='Even though I do things wrong'/><author><name>Darci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13668497310654782722</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8653110903931254222.post-2196790268269357740</id><published>2009-11-14T21:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-14T22:12:26.460-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Some quotes from "Time Out For Women"</title><content type='html'>I was blessed with free tickets to this amazing event.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emily Watts spoke about Keeping Up Apperances...&lt;br /&gt;-We forget about the inner commitment&lt;br /&gt;-apperances can change so quickly, sometimes fruit takes a long time to ripen, if you base fruit on the unripe apperance you will be dissapointed.&lt;br /&gt;-Fruits of motherhood ripe at different rates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kenneth Cope&lt;br /&gt;-He sang a song that just touched me so deeply.  It is called God Loves Broken things I think...&lt;br /&gt;Broken Clouds brings rain&lt;br /&gt;Broken soil grows grain&lt;br /&gt;Broken bread feeds 1000 men for days......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mary Ellen Edmunds&lt;br /&gt;This lady is so unbelievebly amazing.  She is my hero my idol.  She is everything I would want to hope for in a woman of God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Life is good life is hard things but life is good.&lt;br /&gt;-We don't ponder enough&lt;br /&gt;-Additude is a choice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jill Manning&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-If we choose to reclaim the homefront, we have power to protect our young ones.  It is our turf they will not be able to hyjack our loved ones.&lt;br /&gt;www.deseretbook.com/Jill&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emily Freeman&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Make the most of today&lt;br /&gt; Serve&lt;br /&gt; Giving it our all&lt;br /&gt;John 6:9&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Get out of the comfort zone&lt;br /&gt;-Giving up our seat&lt;br /&gt;-Being there&lt;br /&gt;-Always on the Lords errand&lt;br /&gt;BE THERE!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Learning to be content, Abundance comes when we are content&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8653110903931254222-2196790268269357740?l=darcindaveforever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darcindaveforever.blogspot.com/feeds/2196790268269357740/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://darcindaveforever.blogspot.com/2009/11/some-quotes-from-time-out-for-women.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8653110903931254222/posts/default/2196790268269357740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8653110903931254222/posts/default/2196790268269357740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darcindaveforever.blogspot.com/2009/11/some-quotes-from-time-out-for-women.html' title='Some quotes from &quot;Time Out For Women&quot;'/><author><name>Darci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13668497310654782722</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8653110903931254222.post-3975656166951629074</id><published>2009-11-05T23:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-05T23:04:56.045-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I can do this I am tough.  I know Heavenly Father loves me and is giving me these trials because I can handle them.  I know I am not perfect but I am ok.  I will be better and I cannot wait for this weekend for Time Out for Women.  I am not thrilled with the choice of speakers this time other than Mary Ellen Edmounds but it will be a spiritual weekend that I completely need.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8653110903931254222-3975656166951629074?l=darcindaveforever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darcindaveforever.blogspot.com/feeds/3975656166951629074/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://darcindaveforever.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-can-do-this-i-am-tough.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8653110903931254222/posts/default/3975656166951629074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8653110903931254222/posts/default/3975656166951629074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darcindaveforever.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-can-do-this-i-am-tough.html' title=''/><author><name>Darci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13668497310654782722</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8653110903931254222.post-6101090584458009770</id><published>2009-11-01T17:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-01T17:04:55.410-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Saturday thoughts</title><content type='html'>Dave, the girls and I got lunch after visiting the dogs at the PAWS event and went to a fun park down off of valley view.  It was so beautiful sitting on the swinging benches watching the girls play looking off to the mountains and thinking "man this is the life".  It was a moment in time that everything was ok, that we were safe, that we didnt have any money problems, that I was healthy.  It was perfect.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8653110903931254222-6101090584458009770?l=darcindaveforever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darcindaveforever.blogspot.com/feeds/6101090584458009770/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://darcindaveforever.blogspot.com/2009/11/saturday-thoughts.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8653110903931254222/posts/default/6101090584458009770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8653110903931254222/posts/default/6101090584458009770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darcindaveforever.blogspot.com/2009/11/saturday-thoughts.html' title='Saturday thoughts'/><author><name>Darci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13668497310654782722</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8653110903931254222.post-7837706778255159094</id><published>2009-10-25T10:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-25T10:18:52.645-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This came up on my google page this morning.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, it is wonderful to know that our Heavenly Father loves us – even with all our flaws! His love is such that even should we give up on ourselves, He never will.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;– Elder Joseph B. Wirthlin&lt;br /&gt;Quorum of the Twelve Apostles&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8653110903931254222-7837706778255159094?l=darcindaveforever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darcindaveforever.blogspot.com/feeds/7837706778255159094/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://darcindaveforever.blogspot.com/2009/10/this-came-up-on-my-google-page-this.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8653110903931254222/posts/default/7837706778255159094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8653110903931254222/posts/default/7837706778255159094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darcindaveforever.blogspot.com/2009/10/this-came-up-on-my-google-page-this.html' title=''/><author><name>Darci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13668497310654782722</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8653110903931254222.post-4196159451253222554</id><published>2009-10-24T13:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-24T14:13:34.740-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Good to remember</title><content type='html'>Life isn't supposed to be an all or nothing battle between misery and bliss. Life isn't supposed to be a battle at all. And when it comes to happiness, well, sometimes life is just okay, sometimes it's comfortable, sometimes wonderful, sometimes boring, sometimes unpleasant. When your day's not perfect, it's not a failure or a terrible loss. It's just another day. &lt;br /&gt;- Barbara Sher &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In this discovery about myself I have found more opprotunities to do little acts of service.  It really hit me hard the other day when I was driving to school and saw a man stuck in his chair.  He was older and could not get himself upright and kept falling back into the chair.  I was at a stoplight in the left turn lane and in order to get to him I would have to get into the middle lane.  I could have waited a few second when the light turned green to let the the 2 cars in the middle pass and then go straight but I didnt I turned and headed to school.  All day it bugged me that I did not help this man.  Since then my eyes and ears have been open to any small thing i can do to help.  Today Dave and I saw an older gentleman having a hard time lifting some salt bags into his car and I mentioned to Dave how many acts of service we can find if we just open our eyes and that was enough for Dave to go over and help the gentleman with his last bag of salt.  I hope we can be an example to our girls and help with the little things that pass by so many others.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8653110903931254222-4196159451253222554?l=darcindaveforever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darcindaveforever.blogspot.com/feeds/4196159451253222554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://darcindaveforever.blogspot.com/2009/10/good-to-remember.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8653110903931254222/posts/default/4196159451253222554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8653110903931254222/posts/default/4196159451253222554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darcindaveforever.blogspot.com/2009/10/good-to-remember.html' title='Good to remember'/><author><name>Darci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13668497310654782722</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8653110903931254222.post-8344516407341688407</id><published>2009-10-21T21:17:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-21T21:24:09.031-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I love the fall... I love real Fall</title><content type='html'>I miss the crisp cold scent that fall brings.  That wet cold that makes your bones cold.  I miss the smell of dead leaves and a smoke coming from the chimneys.  I love marching bands and football and hot chocolate next to the fireplace.  The sweater vests, and tights under skirts.  Man I sound like a preppy.  I miss Ohio....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT... there is the red mountains, the sun shining most days.  I can still sit out on the driveway and get a farmers tan as I throw the tennis ball to Mr. Pickles.  I can open the windows and turn off the air and heat and be just fine.  I can still wear my capris and my new Dixie State t-shirt.  I can ride around town with my windows down and sun roof open and enjoy my music.  I love fall in St. George.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8653110903931254222-8344516407341688407?l=darcindaveforever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darcindaveforever.blogspot.com/feeds/8344516407341688407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://darcindaveforever.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-love-fall-i-love-real-fall.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8653110903931254222/posts/default/8344516407341688407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8653110903931254222/posts/default/8344516407341688407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darcindaveforever.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-love-fall-i-love-real-fall.html' title='I love the fall... I love real Fall'/><author><name>Darci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13668497310654782722</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8653110903931254222.post-1751086387011544877</id><published>2009-10-11T19:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-11T19:41:36.935-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Calm Down by Darrin Lythgoe</title><content type='html'>I need this today.  Good to remember.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• Count to ten. Or from 100 to 1, backwards. Or to 20 in a foreign language. Whatever it takes.&lt;br /&gt;• Go for a walk. It helps to remove yourself physically from whatever is frustrating you.&lt;br /&gt;• Read an uplifting book. The scriptures work nicely.&lt;br /&gt;• Listen to calming music. There is a saying that music can soothe the savage beast; when you’re angry, you just might feel like one.&lt;br /&gt;• Sing a hymn, or just hum one quietly to yourself.&lt;br /&gt;• Squeeze a rubber ball or some other small, unbreakable object.&lt;br /&gt;• Look for some humor in the situation. This might be easier than you think.&lt;br /&gt;• Look on the bright side. Is there anything good, anything at all, that might come from this?&lt;br /&gt;• Think of a scripture or a favorite quote about staying calm.&lt;br /&gt;• Go play some basketball, run a mile, or kick your anger away with a soccer ball.&lt;br /&gt;• Take a few deep breaths and think twice before you say anything. If you don’t, you might later regret opening your mouth now.&lt;br /&gt;• Ask yourself if it could be your fault. Are you to blame for whatever has you fuming? Do you know the whole story? If other people are involved, always give them the benefit of the doubt.&lt;br /&gt;• Talk to someone about how you feel. It helps to talk about your feelings, and a friend may have some good advice or at least a different point of view.&lt;br /&gt;• Think how Christ would act in this situation. What would he do?&lt;br /&gt;• Say a prayer. Ask Heavenly Father to help you relax and do the right thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever You Do, Don’t … &lt;br /&gt;Some actions might seem justified at the time, but really only make things worse. So whatever you do—&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• Don’t swear or take the Lord’s name in vain.&lt;br /&gt;• Don’t take your own frustrations out on people, pets, or breakable objects.&lt;br /&gt;• Don’t look for revenge.&lt;br /&gt;• Don’t develop bad habits, like overeating or going shopping whenever your temper flares.&lt;br /&gt;• Don’t hold a grudge.&lt;br /&gt;• Don’t use “the silent treatment.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three Good Questions&lt;br /&gt;Here are three good questions to ask yourself when your temper flares:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• Is the object of my anger really worth my continued attention?&lt;br /&gt;• Do I have a good reason for being upset?&lt;br /&gt;• Can I do anything about it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If the answer to any of these is no, don’t waste your time worrying. If there is something you can do to help, don’t get angry—get busy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What the Scriptures Say&lt;br /&gt;The scriptures have much to say about losing your temper. For starters, try Matthew 5:44 [Matt. 5:44] (love your enemies); D&amp;C 64:10 (forgive all men); Matthew 5:39 [Matt. 5:39] (turn the other cheek); 3 Nephi 11:29 [3 Ne. 11:29] (the spirit of contention is of the devil); and Proverbs 16:32 [Prov. 16:32] (be slow to anger&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8653110903931254222-1751086387011544877?l=darcindaveforever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darcindaveforever.blogspot.com/feeds/1751086387011544877/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://darcindaveforever.blogspot.com/2009/10/calm-down-by-darrin-lythgoe.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8653110903931254222/posts/default/1751086387011544877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8653110903931254222/posts/default/1751086387011544877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darcindaveforever.blogspot.com/2009/10/calm-down-by-darrin-lythgoe.html' title='Calm Down by Darrin Lythgoe'/><author><name>Darci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13668497310654782722</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8653110903931254222.post-3850198656109335908</id><published>2009-10-07T17:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-07T17:21:52.333-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Woman of Infinite Worth</title><content type='html'>Elder Russell M. Nelson&lt;br /&gt;Of the Quorum of the Twelve Apostles&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her self-esteem cannot be based on physical features, possession or lack of a particular talent, or comparative quantities of anything. Her self-esteem is earned by individual righteousness and a close relationship with God. Her outward glow is generated by goodness within. And her patience is much more apparent than any imperfection. (See D&amp;C 67:13.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sweet serenity is found in fervent prayer. Then, we forget ourselves and remember the reaching hands of the Savior, who said, “Come unto me, all ye that labour and are heavy laden, and I will give you rest.” (Matt. 11:28.) As our burdens are shared with Him, they do become lighter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feelings of worth come when a woman follows the example of the Master. Her sense of infinite worth comes from her own Christlike yearning to reach out with love, as He does&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8653110903931254222-3850198656109335908?l=darcindaveforever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darcindaveforever.blogspot.com/feeds/3850198656109335908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://darcindaveforever.blogspot.com/2009/10/woman-of-infinite-worth.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8653110903931254222/posts/default/3850198656109335908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8653110903931254222/posts/default/3850198656109335908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darcindaveforever.blogspot.com/2009/10/woman-of-infinite-worth.html' title='Woman of Infinite Worth'/><author><name>Darci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13668497310654782722</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8653110903931254222.post-5373260092441135653</id><published>2009-10-03T22:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-03T22:11:28.060-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I love</title><content type='html'>Midwest falls, the smells the wet cold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Graters Ice cream from Cincy especially raspberry chocochip&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reality TV&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Caffine Free Diet Coke with a shot of cherry coke&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Halloween&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sleeping in&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cereal for dessert&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;massages&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now your turn, what do you love??&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8653110903931254222-5373260092441135653?l=darcindaveforever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darcindaveforever.blogspot.com/feeds/5373260092441135653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://darcindaveforever.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-love.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8653110903931254222/posts/default/5373260092441135653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8653110903931254222/posts/default/5373260092441135653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darcindaveforever.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-love.html' title='I love'/><author><name>Darci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13668497310654782722</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8653110903931254222.post-7742267943262752378</id><published>2009-09-28T22:14:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-28T22:20:00.418-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Forgiveness</title><content type='html'>Tonight something happened that I was not expecting a relapse from the past that came and haunted me.  I wanted to come home and find peace and came across this article by President James E. Faust called the Healing Powers of Forgiveness. May 2007 Ensign. It is a powerful story about the Amish that had children killed and their ability to forgive.&lt;br /&gt;Forgiveness is freeing up and putting to better use the energy once consumed by holding grudges, harboring resentments, and nursing unhealed wounds. It is rediscovering the strengths we always had and relocating our limitless capacity to understand and accept other people and ourselves.”&lt;br /&gt;If we can find forgiveness in our hearts for those who have caused us hurt and injury, we will rise to a higher level of self-esteem and well-being. Some recent studies show that people who are taught to forgive become “less angry, more hopeful, less depressed, less anxious and less stressed,” which leads to greater physical well-being.9 Another of these studies concludes “that forgiveness … is a liberating gift [that] people can give to themselves&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8653110903931254222-7742267943262752378?l=darcindaveforever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darcindaveforever.blogspot.com/feeds/7742267943262752378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://darcindaveforever.blogspot.com/2009/09/forgiveness.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8653110903931254222/posts/default/7742267943262752378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8653110903931254222/posts/default/7742267943262752378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darcindaveforever.blogspot.com/2009/09/forgiveness.html' title='Forgiveness'/><author><name>Darci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13668497310654782722</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8653110903931254222.post-1700714604943921057</id><published>2009-09-27T19:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-27T19:56:56.343-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My name is Darci</title><content type='html'>I am so excited to start this blog.  I know that it will be a great help for me.  It is a place that I can come to and remember that I am important.  That things are not always perfect but things will get better.  Enjoy and I hope you can use this as well as I can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"We're not alone--at least, we're alone only if we choose to be alone. We're alone only if we choose to go through life relying solely on our own strength rather than learning to draw upon the power of God. " &lt;br /&gt;— Sheri L. 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